Running away, Part one
Harry was pissed. Really pissed.
Voldemort was back, and while that was bad enough, that moron Fudge continued to ignore the dark tosser's return. It would probably require a face-to-face meeting with Voldemort before Fudge would admit his error. Even then, probably not. Not that the Dark Lord scheduling a meeting with the incumbent Minister of Magic was at all likely.
So Tom got to run around doing whatever he wanted.
Then there was the fact that even though Voldemort was back, Harry still had to spend the summer at the Dursley's. That really sucked.
How was that safe?
He was just sent to a muggle house without any visible guards, and not any protections that he could see.
Did Dumbledore want him to die? Was that it?
Stay with the muggles and die by Voldemort's hand?
At that moment Harry decided that Dumbledore couldn't be trusted. He was clearly manipulating him.
He also realized that he was in love with one of the girls he knew. He also started to hate the other girls in his life because they were clearly using love potions... Or something.
So the boy made a list. A list of all the things that didn't make sense in his life.
First year, there was the stone. Why hide it in a school? For that matter, why make the tasks so simple? Dumbledore must have been setting Harry up to test him. No other possible explanation!
Couldn't have been that perhaps Dumbledore's mirror defense really was perfect right? Maybe the traps were designed to be weak in order to lure an overconfident Voldemort into the chamber? Perhaps Harry by interfering actually ruined Dumbledore's one chance at destroying Voldemort?
Nah.
Second year, there was the whole chamber of secrets thing. Like a 'wise' man like him couldn't have figured out where the entrance was, or what the monster was!
It's not like the chamber has been there for a thousand years without discovery or anything. Also, it's not like Basilisks are extremely rare or anything. Nope. Must be common knowledge that a basilisk's stare as seen through a foreign medium causes petrifaction and not death.
Third year, there was Sirius Black. Dumbledore was the head of the wizengamot, why no trial?
It's not like Dumbledore could override an executive order by the Minister of Magic, or that just a few years previously the guy tried to feed someone to a werewolf or anything. It's not like a manically laughing Sirius in the middle of street looked pretty damning, or that given all the information at the time, Sirius really did look guilty as sin. He must have known about the switch!
And forth year was even worse!
Gah! How could he be so blind!? Dumbledore was clearly evil.
So he started to plan. He needed to leave the Dursley's as fast as possible. Get to Diagon Alley and talk to the goblins, they would have his best interests at heart!
He planned for a week, making sure he thought of anything that could possibly go wrong.
Today was the day. He would be free from this hell, and he could start his new life.
He crept down the stairs with his trunk in hand. Careful not to make any noise, he made his way to the front door and slipped outside.
Lucky (or maybe unlucky?) for him, Dung was the one on watch (…sleeping). Not that it was intentional or anything because Harry had no idea he was being watched.
No idea that he was being watched by both sides.
Under an invisibility cloak half a block away, Amycus Carrow sat reading the Daily Prophet. The sound of a door closing caused the man to look up.
He blinked. Then he blinked again.
Potter was out of the house.
Potter was walking away from the house.
Holy shit! It couldn't possibly be that easy could it?!
He deftly followed the boy with his eyes as he walked down the street -- in his direction no less! -- hoping against all hope that the foolish boy would walk passed the boundaries of the wards.
That's it!
"Stupefy!" he cried. A red beam shot from the end of his wand, and he watched as the boy fell to the ground.
The Dark Lord would be pleased!
Maybe it was Dumbledore's fault for not properly conveying the importance of staying inside, or maybe it was the stupidity of Harry Potter for trying to run away.
Either way, he didn't make it through the night.
But then again, wizards are stupid.
AN: It Always bugs me when I'm reading a fic and harry just up and leaves for some arbitrary reason. Normally it's a letter from Albus telling him that he has to stay the whole summer at the Dursleys.
The explanations I give are admittedly poor, but the thing is, some fanfic authors decide to make everyone in his life so unbelievably evil that it's painful to read. They take small things from the books and use bad logic to make everything fit.
My explanations are as equally thin as most of the seasonings people use to make a Evil!Dumbledore fic.
These next few chapters will go through all the things that should happen when Harry leaves.
